Main cast: Jennifer Lopez (Slim), Bill Campbell (Mitch), Tessa Allen (Gracie), Juliette Lewis (Ginny), Dan Futterman (Joe), Chris Maher (Phil), Noah Wyle (Robbie), Ruben Madera (Teddy), and Russell Milton (Alex)
Director: Michael Apted
Had enough of Jennifer Lopez, her tacky fashion line, her face in every magazine, and her tacky husband in every appearance she’s in on TV? Tired of hearing that horrible, horrible ballad Alive on radio?
With luck, after this really bad movie – aptly titled Enough – we will never hear from J Lo ever again.
This one is a derivative TV movie of the week thing – you may have seen Ashley Judd and the likes playing the same roles in better if hammy versions of this Wife on the Run Strikes Back at Evil Husband revenge fantasy. Ms Lopez plays the waitress Skip who gets swept off her feet by the evil husband, pops out a daughter, and then discovers that her husband is cheating on her. When she confronts him, he whops her a big one.
She runs away, learns kung-fu, and cuts her hair and dons tight-fitting tank tops so that we know now that she is a kick-ass chick. Jennifer Garner from Alias called, she wants her horrid wigs back. And the SPCA wants these people for questioning for the ten dead raccoons that were killed for all that hair. Then she hits back at her husband in a really bad, unintentionally hilarious sequence of events right out of a Home Alone thing.
It doesn’t help much that the child playing Skip’s daughter is atrociously shrill. “Mommy! Mommy!” she will go, and I wish the theater comes with a mute button.
Ms Lopez puts on an embarrassingly bad display of mediocre acting here, and her high-on-helium voice isn’t helping much. Despite showing some nice bum, Bill Campbell is really, really bad it’s tragic. Noah Wyle and Juliette Lewis and everyone else will probably kill themselves out of shame the next time this movie gets shown on HBO or Cinemax or Lifetime Movie Network for the millionth time (and I have no doubt I will be seeing this movie on heavy rotation on daytime cable in the not-too-distant future).
Yes, I’ve had enough, thanks but no thanks.
